"Leaving right away?" The ghost-faced man laughed twice again.

"It's a pity...it's a pity..."

Suddenly, his figure flashed and he rushed forward, pointing his finger at Taoist Changyun.

Taoist Changyun's whole body had been tense for a long time. When he saw this, he immediately used the limit-breaking technique. The muscles of his arms expanded rapidly and moved towards the center.

Bang!!

Clap your fingers and palms together.

Taoist Changyun was clearly facing one finger with both hands, but his whole body felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his face turned red.

puff!

A mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth due to the shock.

"Master!!" Ding Luo roared urgently, raised his knife and stepped forward to face the ghost-faced man, using a limit-breaking move.

Among the Nine Paths of Spring and Autumn Sword Technique taught by Changyun Taoist, the most powerful limit-breaking technique, I, Yi Chunhan, brought out a forest of cold sword light and pounced on the ghost-faced man.

Ding!

It was just a fierce sword light that suddenly closed in mid-air and was accurately pinched by two slender fingers.

"Ah!!" Ding Luo's muscles all over his body were beating and he wanted to withdraw the knife, but the blade wouldn't move at all.

"Senior sister! Take everyone away first!" Ding Luo yelled, knowing something was wrong, he dropped his sword, clenched his fist, and rushed forward.

"Xiao Luo!!" Suddenly a cry came out.

Ding Luo felt a pain in his chest, and his whole eyes blurred as he rose lightly into the air and fell into the distance.

He didn't even know when he was hit.

The inner armor he was wearing cracked instantly, and the jade brand he wore inside exploded into countless pieces.

However, these two layers of buffering also caused his sternum to be slightly broken and he fell heavily to the ground.

"Huh?" The ghost-faced man looked surprised and turned around.

The master, Taoist Changyun, roared angrily, raised his hand, hit a piece of Mongolian sweat medicine powder, and threw it forward.

"Xiao Luo, take everyone to escape!!"

"Master!!" Ding Luo climbed up, frightened and angry, and wanted to rush forward.

Then he saw the master's body froze, flew up into the air in the blink of an eye, and hit the trunk of a big tree hard.

The crisp sound of the spine breaking spread, Taoist Changyun's eyes became blurred, he fell to the ground, and gradually lost his breath.

"No!!!" Ding Luo's eyes burned and he rushed out frantically.

But he saw the ghost-faced man flashing forward and rushing toward the convoy.

"No!!!"

Ding Luo yelled crazily.

But it was no use. Everyone in the convoy was like wheat, falling to the ground one by one.

One by one, the guards in the convoy were easily killed by the ghost-faced man.

"Xiao Luo, you go first!! Everyone flees!!"

The father roared loudly, blocked his wife and concubines, pulled out his sword, and told them to run away. Before he could stand still, a flying knife was nailed into his chest, and he immediately fell to the ground.

The mother ran in fear, taking her five-year-old sister with her, but she didn't run very far. She was hit on the forehead by a flying stone and fell into a pool of blood.

The rest of the servants fled in all directions, but they only slightly slowed down the killing speed of the Ghost-Faced Man.

With tears in his eyes, Ding Luo was turned around by his senior sister and ran wildly in the forest.

The roar that the master just made before his death was still echoing in his ears.

He never thought that he was just saving an herb collector who was being chased by a tiger.

How did it suddenly become like this!?

Why.....

Why is this happening!!?

The thoughts in his heart seemed to be boiling, constantly burning his whole body.

He can’t figure it out!!

Isn’t it said in this world that good people are rewarded?

Why has he never done anything bad? He has always saved and helped people since he started practicing martial arts.
Chapter completed!